Bad seizure yesterday

We were invited to Malcolm and Lisa Wright's for lunch and spent a long time chatting together about faith and about David's situation. Then David had a seizure followed by another alarming post-ictal phase, where he stood on the arm of a couch and reached for things on the ceiling. Bijan was able to coax him down without provoking him to be combative.

We were all pretty disappointed, especially David. I don't think I've seen him this down about his epilepsy before.

In the night I woke up, remembered, and felt pretty bad, but prayed for God to help me think right. Next thought was 'Psalm 61' so I rested and slept, and looked it up this morning:

A Psalm of David.

¹ Hear my cry, O God;
Attend to my prayer.
² From the end of the earth I will cry to You,
When my heart is overwhelmed;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
³ For You have been a shelter for me,
A strong tower from the enemy.
⁴ I will abide in Your tabernacle forever;
I will trust in the shelter of Your wings. Selah
⁵ For You, O God, have heard my vows;
You have given me the heritage of those who fear Your name.
⁶ You will prolong the king’s life,
His years as many generations.
⁷ He shall abide before God forever.
Oh, prepare mercy and truth, which may preserve him!
⁸ So I will sing praise to Your name forever,
That I may daily perform my vows.

This captures what I want to pray for David: long life, abiding before God forever, and that we would find mercy and truth that will preserve him.